"Ahem, nonsense."

Qian Wenzhong choked and coughed, and Zi Donglai showed a cramped smile.

After finally calming down, Qian Wenzhong quickly explained: "I gave your boxing guide to the boy who helped me catch the stole. I saw that the boy was young but he was quite chivalrous. After learning your skills, maybe there would be another hero who would be a hero in the world in the future."

Zi Donglai shook his head in his heart, "My boxing score is not a masterpiece. It is okay to use it to lay the foundation, but it is absolutely impossible to practice it to become famous."

I heard my friend say, "...but I hope this young man can come to my academy to study. Although martial arts is useful, only reading is the right way. If you can find a way out in the imperial examination, then your future will be bright!"

"It's coming again!" Zi Donglai quietly curled his lips.

"... Although the boy is a little older and has a little late to get lost, as long as he works hard enough, he may not be unable to achieve success in the imperial examination in the future. Moreover, even if he fails the imperial examination, studying is a good thing for life..."

Bar, bar, bar, bar,...

Zi Donglai pretended to be listening, but he was actually wandering outside the sky.

...

Early the next morning, Du Wenxing left the Tudi Temple and headed straight to the Dongcheng Gate, which was closest to Tudi Temple.

Every day, after opening the city gate, there is a "battle of war" scene. In that crowded and messy place, there will definitely be a chance to do some good things.

Sure enough, as soon as I arrived at the city gate, I saw a cart being squeezed over to the ground, with cabbages spread all over the floor, and a middle-aged man was tidying up.

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't block the city gate." The soldiers guarding the city waved the bamboo pole and kept poking the man's body. Although they didn't use much strength, they also made the man even more busy.

"It's going to be done soon, it's going to be done soon, Brother Bing is here for a moment."

Du Wenxing was overjoyed when he saw this and hurriedly stepped forward to help the man clean up the cabbage. He was quick-witted and moved, but he didn't feel panic like the man. He packed the cabbage on the ground into a small wooden cart in a few seconds.

"Thank you, thank you, little brother."

"The chivalrous value is twenty." The sound in his mind made Du Wenxing very happy. This village man was the person who added the chivalrous value to himself in the past few days except for Mr. Qian.

"The chivalrous value plus five."

The system sounded the second time, which made Du Wenxing slightly stunned, "Hey, what's going on? Why did this chivalrous value be added twice?"

He looked at the middle-aged village man in front of him in confusion.

At this time, someone patted his shoulder.

When I looked back, I saw the soldier who had just wielded the bamboo pole and was looking at him with admiration, "Boy, I'm doing a good job."

Then he turned his head to the village man and said, "You can't hurry in after you have packed the things. Didn't you see that the city gate is half blocked by you?"

"Yes, yes, yes, the villain will leave now." The village man hurriedly pushed the cart away.

Du Wenxing suddenly realized that the five chivalrous points behind should be provided by this soldiers guarding the city gate. His eyes immediately changed when he saw this soldiers guarding the gate.

"What do you call this big brother?"

The soldier at the city gate ignored him now. He just saw that the boy helped clear the city gate and then stepped forward and said a few words. It was just a whim. He was not interested in talking to this gangster guy at this moment.

"While going, go, my brother is busy and has no time to pay attention to you."

The soldier returned to his companions at the gate of the city. One of them teased: "Mahan, why are you so enthusiastic about that boy? You can't be your brother who has been separated for many years."

"Get out, I don't have a younger brother."

"It's not my brother, is it my brother?"

"It may also be a son."

"Ma Han must have lied about his age, otherwise how could his son be so old?"

"Maybe it's dad!"

A few soldiers started joking with each other.

"You are my son, you are my father." Ma Han said angrily.

"Dad, I want my mother to take a bath." A soldier screamed in his throat, and burst into laughter.

The crowd at the city gate was slowly moving. Du Wenxing looked at the crowd, looking for opportunities to do good deeds, and did not care about the attitude of the soldiers making fun of themselves.

He has encountered so many scenes of being ignored, despised, ridiculed, and scolded. If he was not very worried, he would have been pissed to death. What is this joke?

Soon, the opportunity came again, and by chance, it was still related to that Ma Han.

But this time it was not Ma Han who bullied others, but was bullied.

Slap sex!

"You foolish, a thief-fighting army, dare to hit my lady, and you are looking for death." With a whip, a middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper was splashing and spitting at Ma Han.

Facing the village man, who was still vicious, Ma Han, now he looked like a quail, shrank his neck and did not dare to say a word.

But it turned out that Ma Han was teased by his companions. He was so angry that he took the villagers who entered the city to vent his anger. He held the bamboo pole to look at anyone who didn't like it, so he scolded and beat him a few times.

Unexpectedly, these rural villagers are not all so easy to bully.

Then, Ma Han met a young and energetic man who grabbed his bamboo pole and threw it on the ground. Then the two of them were pushing and shoving in the city gate.

Although Ma Han is a soldier, he is not as good as these farmers who serve the fields all day long in terms of strength.

The young village man competed with his arms, grabbed Ma Han's shoulder and swung it violently, and actually swung Ma Han directly.

By chance, it landed on the lit and exquisite carriage shaft behind.

This horse man was also unlucky. It would be fine if he landed on the shaft of the car. He even rolled a little, but he actually knocked open the door and curtain, rolled half of his body into the carriage, which immediately caused a cry of squeak.

Then, two people who looked like guards next to the carriage rushed over immediately, grabbed Ma Han's feet and pulled him out.

The butler, who was also shocked, came to his senses after sitting on the shaft of the car, waved his whip and beat Ma Han, and kept cursing.

Ma Han didn't dare to say anything. He couldn't provoke such a wealthy slave. He just hoped that the other party would beat him and let him go.

The village man seemed to be stunned, standing there in a daze, not daring to move.

At this time, he felt someone pulling his clothes behind him. When he turned around, he saw a thin black boy winking at him.

"What are you doing?" he said in a muffled voice.

"Are you stupid? Why don't you run away quickly and stay here and wait to be implicated by the military man!"

The young man's words immediately shocked the young village man, and then he thought: Yes, I am one of the culprits. When the butler of the wealthy family thinks about it, I will be in trouble. No, I have to run away quickly and never enter the city from this east gate in the future.
Chapter completed!